The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

my

but the worst part was the twisted flicker of excitement that pulsed through me at his

how it craved for any touch, any relief, even from those

ragged and

yet but the heat was too much and my mind was fogged by the

friends jeered, their taunts mingling with the

her,” one of

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

and ran

inside it, tears burned in my eyes – I wished I could stop myself but I

ran my tongue up and down his finger,

dripped with false sympathy as he turned to

do anything to

Lyla? Do you want

I pushed through them before he could finish speaking, stumbling as

feel eyes on me, could hear mocking

only thought was to get away, to find somewhere

wall of

looked up, an apology on my lips but the words died in

the amber-eyed

with a mix of curiosity

dressed in an impeccably tailored suit – an indication

hush fell over the room

could feel their stares and a

to his signet on the third finger of his

was a Lycan leader, but not just

was the Lycan Leader of the White Moon Throne – the highest rank in

My heart pounded as I realized the

the most powerful man in my world, with

trembled, expecting a reprimand or

for uncontrolled heat cycles

as a disgrace, a shame that could bring down the wrath of the White Moon Throne

deep amber that seemed to see right through

of condemnation, his gaze

reached out, pulling me up

asked, his voice sending shivers through my

was electric, his hand warm against my arm and my breath hitched

but my

crashed over me, stronger than

vision blurring as desire

me, his

now and I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix of

glanced up at him, my cheeks flushed and found his gaze fixed on me with

Time seemed to slow.

whispers and the judgment fading into the background as I and the

eyes darkened, a flash of something raw and primal crossing his